 
Somebody screaming that the end is nigh
Never seen nobody with hopes so high
Uneasy feeling creeping up on me
Justify a weary trinity
And I can hardly contain my joy
Let me hear just a little bit more
Will its release ever set me free
Creepy feeling easing up on me
And I'm covered in a shroud of mediocrity
No entry to the place where answers lie
It's a language unavailable to you and I
And I can hardly contain my joy
Let me hear just a little bit more
Will its release ever set me free
Does it devour everything I believe
Every fear and superstition I breed
I can hardly contain my
Sliding now - goodbye hesitation and doubt
Sliding down - down the hollow that swallows the rules that I follow
Is there a turnaround?
Will the spirit rise from a corpse that's been rotten' in the ground?
Sliding down - goodbye hesitation and doubt
Sliding down - down the hollow that swallows the rules that I follow
Is there a turnaround?
Will the spirit rise from a corpse that's been rotten' in the ground?
 
| 1 | These Days | 
| 2 | On My Mind | 
| 3 | My Happiness | 
| 4 | My Kind of Scene | 
| 5 | Burn Your Name | 
| 6 | Drifting Further Away | 
| 7 | I Don't Remember | 
| 8 | Lost And Running | 
| 9 | Sail The Wildest Stretch | 
| 10 | Waiting for the sun |